The two worst days on the calendar to get a kidney stone, I can tell you, are: Thanksgiving. Every other day including Thanksgiving (tie). Yes, OK, 3:30 a.m. Thanksgiving morning I woke up to that awful thing, the kidney stone pain, and any of you who have gone through it know that it's not super pleasant. I spent the last three days drinking lots of water, fighting off the various waves of agony and nausea while waiting for this thing to pass. There is really not much to add about the pain of kidney stones other than to say that if you happen to watch the Lawrence Taylor leg-snapping sack of Joe Theismann when you're in the midst of a kidney stone attack, you think: "I'd trade for that."